Was he... going to dunk?
Seeing Zhao Wenhao's move, everyone was stunned.
"Hmph, let me show you what real strength is!"
Zhao Wenhao roared in mid-air, forcefully slamming the basketball toward the basket.
He could already imagine how ugly Ye Fan's face would be when the ball went in. Thinking of this, a smug look appeared on his face.
Dunking, especially during a one-on-one match, was a huge blow to the opponent's morale!
At this critical moment, Ye Fan's figure appeared behind Zhao Wenhao at some point. He exerted force in his legs and leaped into the air.
Faster. Higher!
This series of movements was completed in the blink of an eye, smooth and fluid, in one go.
"Bang!"
When the basketball was only a dozen centimeters away from the basket, Zhao Wenhao's face suddenly changed as he felt a powerful force coming from the ball in his hand.
The basketball left his hand and hit the backboard directly. Due to the excessive force, even after rebounding, the ball was still very fast.
Coincidentally, the rebounding basketball had an intimate encounter with Zhao Wenhao's face.
"Slap—"
A clear sound rang out. Those who didn't know what happened might have thought someone had been slapped.
Zhao Wenhao, who was falling, was completely dazed by the impact. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
The students from Class 2 who were watching the commotion were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
"A block and a kiss?!"
"Is this for real?"
"Damn, this Ye Fan... is too fierce!"
Luo Yumeng and Su Ke covered their mouths, staring at Ye Fan, who was standing calmly by the basket, with disbelief in their eyes.
"So cool! No, that's amazing!!"
"How did he do that?"
Hearing her two best friends' exclamations, Ning Xi's face showed a hint of confusion, and she muttered, "Isn't that a foul?"
Luo Yumeng: "..."
Su Ke: "..."
A foul???
Her imagination was really... unique!
Luo Yumeng facepalmed and patted Su Ke's shoulder. "I'm sorry, it's my fault for not teaching her well. Please excuse her."
Su Ke shook her head gently and said seriously, "It's not your fault, I'm also responsible."
Seeing this, Ning Xi's face flushed slightly. She wasn't stupid, of course, she could see that they were teasing her.
She probably said something wrong again...
This couldn't be blamed on Ning Xi. From childhood, her world only consisted of studying. Her only entertainment was going to the library on weekends to read books that interested her.
Today was her first time playing basketball, and she knew nothing about the rules.
A true newbie.
By the basket.
Ye Fan patted the dust off his hands. "Nice try, but it was a bit off."
"You..."
Ye Fan's calm tone sounded extremely sarcastic to Zhao Wenhao.
He had already guessed what had happened just now, and hearing Ye Fan's indifferent words, he felt like killing someone.
"It's just a meaningless game, no need to get so worked up."
Ye Fan bent down to pick up the basketball on the ground and turned to walk outside the three-point line. "Three more goals, and you lose."
"Hmph!"
Zhao Wenhao stood up from the ground with a gloomy face, gasping in pain as he felt the pain in his buttocks.
As the captain of the basketball team and a popular figure in Zhenhua High School, when had he ever been humiliated like this?
What's more, it wasn't just him and Ye Fan here. Everyone in Class 2, Senior Year Science, was watching. If he lost to this newcomer, the news would spread to every corner of the school in no time.
By then, he would truly be humiliated!
Therefore, he absolutely could not lose this game, absolutely!!!
Ye Fan held the ball with one hand, walked to the three-point line, and faced Zhao Wenhao. "Get ready, I'm starting."
As soon as he finished speaking, he dribbled the ball and charged forward, completely ignoring Zhao Wenhao's defense.
This scene made the students of Class 2 watching from the sidelines exclaim in surprise.
"This guy is so fierce!"
"Damn, he dares to charge like that?"
"Wow, so cool!"
Zhao Wenhao exerted force on his left leg and met him head-on. In his opinion, Ye Fan's behavior was deliberately humiliating him.
Did he think he didn't exist???
The two of them were extremely fast, and neither of them had any intention of slowing down. They were about to collide.
On the sidelines, some timid girls had already covered their eyes.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan took a step to the left and spun 360 degrees, about to forcefully break through.
"Don't even think about it!"
Zhao Wenhao shouted, taking a big step with his left foot to block Ye Fan's path.
At this moment, his expression was extremely serious, without a trace of contempt.
Precise shooting, and smooth dribbling.
An expert!!!
Moreover, the current situation was very unfavorable to him.
He was already two goals behind. If Ye Fan scored again, it would be extremely difficult to close the gap.
Ye Fan seemed to have anticipated Zhao Wenhao's defense. His figure, which was about to break through to the left, suddenly stopped and changed direction to the right.
The whole change was quick and smooth, without any abruptness.
Zhao Wenhao's face changed drastically. Instinctively, he chased after Ye Fan with his right foot, but his left foot had just landed, and the inertia was still there.
"Rip—"
The sound of fabric tearing rang out.
Zhao Wenhao's face instantly turned pale, and a piercing pain shot through him. In the blink of an eye, his forehead was covered in sweat.
He lost his balance, put his hands on the ground, and lay there in pain.
Ye Fan stopped and looked at Zhao Wenhao on the ground in surprise.
"Classmate, I didn't touch you just now. Dozens of eyes are watching, don't try to scam me!"
Zhao Wenhao: "..."
Scam you?
Scam your ass!!!
Fuck...
"Hiss!"
Zhao Wenhao kept gasping in pain. He raised his head and said with great difficulty, "I'm just not feeling well. Let's call it a day for today's match. We'll fight again another day!"
After saying that, he turned his head and shouted at Chu Qinglin, who was on the sidelines, "Qinglin, take me to the infirmary, my... my leg injury is acting up."
Chu Qinglin and another boy hurriedly ran onto the court, helped Zhao Wenhao up by his arms, and headed towards the infirmary.
Ye Fan glanced at Zhao Wenhao's back, a strange smile on his face.
Leg injury? Didn't seem like it...
If his leg injury was acting up, why was he clutching his crotch? Could it be... that he was a crotch-clutching expert???
These thoughts flashed through Ye Fan's mind. He took the basketball, walked over to the three girls at the center line, and handed the ball to Ning Xi.
"You guys continue."
Ning Xi took the basketball blankly. "Ye Fan, that... what happened to Zhao Wenhao?"
As soon as she asked, she regretted it.
Zhao Wenhao's voice was so loud just now, saying that his leg injury was acting up.
She had heard it too, why did she ask again?
So silly...
"Him?"
Ye Fan chuckled, his voice low. "He's injured. As for where he's injured, I'm not sure."
"Oh."
Ning Xi responded and lowered her head.
Luo Yumeng's face was full of admiration, and she said excitedly, "Ye Fan, you're amazing!"
Su Ke nodded in agreement, a strange tone in her voice.
"Your basketball skills are very good. Even if Zhao Wenhao wasn't injured, he probably wouldn't be your opponent."
"I just know a little, I'm not that good."
Ye Fan's response was calm. Staring at Ning Xi, who had her head lowered, he couldn't help but wave his right hand in front of her eyes. "Xiao Xi, you guys continue, I'm going to take a break."
Ning Xi, who had her head lowered, felt extremely shy.
Why was this person like this?
She had clearly told him not to call her Xiao Xi...
"Ye Fan, just... call me Ning Xi..."
"Pfft!"
Luo Yumeng and Su Ke laughed.
Especially Luo Yumeng, who laughed so hard that she was out of breath. "Xiao Xi, he's already gone."
"Huh?"
Ning Xi looked up, but Ye Fan was nowhere to be seen.
Her face instantly flushed red, like a ripe apple, tempting one to take a bite.
Seeing Luo Yumeng's teasing expression, she threatened in embarrassment, "Yumeng, believe it or not... I won't let you copy my homework anymore?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong."
Luo Yumeng instantly became serious. She put her arms around Ning Xi's shoulders and smiled, raising her eyebrows. "Xiao Xi, we're best friends, who else would I copy from?!"
Su Ke: "..."
Discussing copying homework in front of her, the class monitor?
These two were really...
Too much!!!
The onlookers also gradually dispersed.
Several boys gathered together, still talking about what had just happened.
"How did his leg injury suddenly act up?"
"Who knows, maybe Zhao Wenhao was just making an excuse because he was about to lose."
"I don't think so, Zhao Wenhao's expression just now didn't look fake, maybe his leg injury did act up."
"Bullshit! What leg injury, he's just making excuses!"
The boy who had been silent suddenly spoke. "I saw it clearly just now, Zhao Wenhao's leg injury wasn't acting up at all. Didn't you hear that 'rip' sound?"
"I think I heard it, what was that sound?"
"What sound?"
The boy smiled and said, "Didn't you see Zhao Wenhao walking away with his legs clamped together?"
"He probably... got his balls ripped!"
"..."